I live in the mountains
Middle of no where
I'm all alone tonight
It don't seem fair
Yet I see the stars
Shining so **** bright
Every last little one
Giving off a speck of light
Each one a part of something greater
Each one a piece of what's real
I don't know what YOU are feeling
But that's how I wanna feel
Like I actually belong here
Like I'm not living for myself
Like there's some bigger out there
Like I'm as special as everyone else
I want my light to shine that bright
A smouldering sky for YOU to see
I just wish that someone out there
Was making a wish to have me

Nature has no poverty, wanton destruction or hatred
For she is nature
Man rips out the beating heart
With every saw cut and bite of Axe
With ever searing brand
That lights the fire of mans destruction

Humans, with their materialistic ways
Slowly draining away my beauty
It's almost the end of my days
Can't they see,
What every flower, river and tree,
Means to me?
I'm the mother of all nature
And my loves flows pure
But soon my love for life
Will no longer endure

You are the rain forest
The beating heart of life
And yet how long can you take the wounds
Caused by my lust and greed
Your heart, your beaten bleeding heart
For every drop of your precious blood
Humanity must die

You purposely destroy me
Use me
Cut out my heart, bleed me dry
Leaving me bare
Then walk away as I cry
Without a care
This is not new to me
Been happening for centuries
I think I've had enough now
I'm bringing a flood to watch you drown
Then a hurricane to bury you underground

Nature was placed here to serve me
You are neither master nor lord
And you serve in humility for the betterment of man
But I, I'VE
Chosen to use and abuse what you offer
It's not for me, the delicate surgeons cut
More the slash and hack
Of the untrained butcher
Me, oh me who drains the life blood from this earth

You deserve no more of what I can offer,
I will rain hail of fury upon my precious ground
Simply to watch you suffer
With all living things, I'm naturally bound
But I will destroy the soul of me
Just to watch you die with no mercy
I AM MOTHER NATURE
You will fear me
Bow down to me
Respect me
Care for me
Or you WILL all DIE in misery
Maybe next time, humanity,
You will choose how you treat me more carefully.

Our curtain split in a tangled obsession we lost. My voice didn't reach off the stage. The crowd didn't applaud my entrance. The play we have been pretending to reenact is not one many have completed. Unsuccessful, we fell and the curtains draped over my pride. Pathetically practicing ways to apologize for my part I didn't comprehend.

Inside our dramatic hearts we take tally of broken parts poorly performed. Dancing intricately around life practically promising failure. I failed to see the signs. Your hips, they participated in my existence. Writing letters in a language historians can't grasp. Those letters still play in my head on a rainy day.

Our play ended with a subtle ignorance. Ignoring our ability to love. To dance away a night and pretend like we are someone else. People so urgently rushing to become something they are not. That will never be us. We will exit this stage with a bow, a broken heart, and too many lines never shared.

Unearthed,
Broken hearts by the millions
Unnerved,
By the sounds of so many tears
Understood,
Everyone has felt this way
Lost loves,
Dying in our minds for millions of years

Earthed,
Secrets within revelations.
The numbers of stars, yet as
Concealed as them all; how
Something as bright as light can be
Hidden behind the undarkness of
Day.
All human tears are not the results
Of crying.
All human tears are the same one. One
Water.
Life. Pain. Laughter.
Pain. Life.
Earth cares as little as soil.  

And yet the Earth is filled with laughter
Tears
Pain and life.
It knowing not the difference is beyond the point
Caring,
That the light we can all bring
To shine shadows upon this unforgiving ground
Then the sound of the last tear drop
Shall bring the endless cycle to a stop.

Spirals cycling endlessly
In optionable directions.
Dancing or
Duelling. Loving or
Lying. Living or dying
Trying, crying.
Waste not heart's blood on
Grounds. All it takes is
Enough breath to clear
The skies.
It's only life, mother.
Weep not for my death;
Laugh that I lived.
A thousand hates, yet the
One love I shall recall.
I name no flying
To fall*.
When I smile, my tears
Quench my thirst.
Endless cycle.
We can all choose to
Spiral
Upwards.

Freedom isn't all flowers
And it isn't day dreams for hours
It isn't always your favourite taste
Redemption isn't always the case

In fact, freedom likes to give us choices
It's the reason we can use our voices
Try on words of all kinds
Thoughts on repeat change our minds

Freedom has a lesson to teach
That we all will learn eventually
A wretched vice of love internally
Permitting our suffering certainly

Freedom isn't all flowers
And it isn't high skies and towers
It's a power of will so specially
Designed for us to guide our destiny

In truth, freedom is like the spirit
Neutral to life but ever coherent
Providing us the great option
Of sleeping, or becoming conscious

Freedom has a message to send:
Forever within you can transcend
Trust the person you are within
For our lives are never stone written.

-miss_mica(<3)

Let's stay in today
With movies
And blankets
And us, there's nothing we need to say

Laying in my arms
I'll never let you go
There is no one else
I would want to hold

Let's stay in today
Let's kiss until
Junes turns into May

Laying in your arms
I already know
That you are mine
And I'm yours
That I'm sure of

Let the house burn down
We will sleep safe and sound
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Let the flames eat us alive
I'll die with your hand in mine
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Lets stay in today
And do anything
And everything
We can think of

Laying in my bed
A dream came to my head
But you took the words out of my mouth
And you said it instead

Let the house burn down
We will sleep safe and sound
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Let the flames eat us alive
I'll die with your hand in mine
I want to expire together
And be with you forever

Mine is a love that will never fade

Fish heads for dessert
Confetti-saltwater taffy for lunch
Canned laughter for snack
And peptide bonds for a well balanced breakfast
"But whats for dinner?" says The Windbag
"But whats for dinner?!" screeches The Mimick
Hmm, well we have a choice between the sociocultural criteria and a toxic relationship
"Can't we have popsicles with answer-less riddles on the sticks?" asked the Windbag
"Can't we have popsicles with answer-less riddles on the sticks?!" copied The Mimick
"Leeme alone!" cried the Windbag
"Leeme alone!!" yelled The Mimick
In the end the decided to eat the pockmarks of bird feeding cohorts
They picked their teeth with proven points
Then watched The Windbag play the glockenspiel
Followed by The Mimick on the xylophone
As I put the leftover scraps in Tupperware, making sure to burp it before I put it away
       -Tommy Johnson

Do you know who I am?
I am a poet
And E.M. Forster said before that
The poets are right
Love is eternal
But if we ended I can only suppose
                                         You
                                                       And
                                                             ­            I
Were a wrong combination
A key attached to a lock that cannot be opened
A coat in summer
A pumpkin spice latte in April
A name tattooed on your heart that doesn't mean anything anymore
An iceberg in a bathtub
A bird in the sea
A whale in the clouds
Someone by my side

Or

Your mouth attached to my soul
My eyes glued to your body
And all the love that circulated between our twenty fingers
When they graze each other with the care you only use with a new born
When they grip so tightly you would think the Earth is F  
                                                                ­                                     A
                                                               ­                                         L
                      ­                                                                 ­                     L
                                          ­                                                                 ­     I
                                                          ­                                                         N
                                                               ­                                                         G
And the only way to stay grounded is to hold on to each other
I was your anchor and nothing about that felt wrong
And the way my heart beat when you were around felt so right
But your back is to me because if
The poets are right and
Love is eternal
You would still be holding my hand
For eternity

Turning over reaching out
the moans slowly fade
with the realization
that beside her lay
nothing but air
she takes that in deeply
and with a smile goes on

Waking up
rubbing the sleep from her eyes
to her instinctive surprise
she can't find her glasses
laughing it off
knowing she doesn't need them
she gets up anyway

Still slightly half asleep
and images not as clear as they are usually
she stumbles into the bathroom
where she regularly brushes her teeth
not being able to find the toothpaste
she laughs it off
she must have simply forgotten to get more
after running out
seeing this as nothing
to make a bad morning over

Tiptoeing to the kitchen
in the cold, she hugs herself
blinking in the bright light
not quite ready to face it all
her muscle memory kicks in
automatically she reaches for the
coffee maker, and finds it has disappeared.
sighing she finds contentment
in heating up a leftover cup from the fridge.

This being the third thing,
and maybe partly the caffeine
she starts to become flustered
her mind starts trailing off into
different scenarios of what could be taking place
she tries her best to examine her surroundings
maybe she is in the wrong house
she goes to the front door
to check for an apocalypse
and finds joggers, then children playing down the street
making sounds of frustration she closes herself off to the world
she walks back through the house trying to see
a sense of entitlement washes over her
this is what she deserves,
what she has set in motion for herself
the questions are endless and her bad mood tide is rising
she wishes to call
the lover she lives with
but quickly discovers her phone to be misplaced

Running her fingers through her hair
the location of her brush is now unknown
her heartbeat beating faster
right when she can't calm herself down
the front door opens again
her love walks in
the sight of him holding
what seem to be the shape of two coffees
makes breathing better
she doesn't have to say anything
her face questions all
he quickly apologizes for not being there
when she awoke
he had to act quickly
handing her the coffee
her fingers rapidly warm with contentment

she asks about her glasses
he places something in her hands
saying he knocked them down which broke them
hence why he left, to fix them
putting them on she looks around
everything is safe and sound.

When I set outward
I use the mirror
for an external reflection.
The mirror only shows
what I am willing to reveal.
Neither approval nor disapproval.

When I turn inward
my soul, my real mirror,
it does not see,
it sees through...
My past, present and future.
Nothing to hide
yet no content to discuss.
A mirror that
does not reflect.
A mirror that
is not my reflection
in time and space.
A mirror that is
my pilgrimage
to the Divine...